Thank God It’s Monday: Part 3

As the young brunette bent over to undo the zipper and buttons on the shorts he was currently wearing, Ann stared unblinking, not taking her eyes off him for a second. His buttocks struggled and bounced with every small movement of his body, the two enormous mountains barely being masked by the tight fabric. The more he bent his back the more the fabric stretched until it looked as if it were nothing more than a thin film of paint spread across his rear.

*Oh God, It’s amazing*, Ann thought. As her long python of a cock came to life, throbbing into action as she couldn’t help but get aroused.

And then they were off, she was treated to an eyeful of the small black thong being held captive by the fleshy basketballs, her cock expanded further at this, now rivaling the size of her body. Arthur stepped into the pair she had been waiting for, she watched the shorts crawl up his calves, maneuvered over the thighs, and slowed down at his hips, almost not making it up due to the volume of booty they were being forced to contain.

Instead of it all going inside the leg holes, His cheeks bulged and piled on top of the waistband, like a big, fluffy, chocolate cupcake! She really wanted a taste! With one final yank, he pulled them up and over his ass “Yes, That’s it!” he said with elation, as the shorts moved onto his cheeks, they were a little clingier than expected.
Arthur looked down at the shorts finally on him, “Wow these were slightly tighter than I thought but they feel great, Hey Ann, how’s it look back there? Ann? Ann... Ann what’s goin-“

Arthur turned around to figure out what was up, only to find Ann within a daze after what she just witnessed, her now oversized cock flopped out, pulsating in front of him.
Once he saw it, he noticed he couldn’t stop staring; shock, surprise, and interest all flash across his face settling on a smirk as he feels the front of his new shorts become much more “constricting”, but he hides this; and quickly pulls the pack from his old pants, opens it, and pops a SOMA bear into his mouth, swallowing immediately. He turns around and calls out to Ann.

Snapping out of her daze, after hearing him, wonders what happened as her vision freezes on Arthur, who’s moved his hips much closer to her face now.

Arthur: “Oh, I was just asking about your opinion on these shorts, well what do ya think..?” posing in a slight sitting position as he gives her, the bedroom eyes.

Ann(Enamored): “l-looks great, I told you, they’d fit perfect. (even better than i thought.”)

Arthur(sultry smirk): “Are you sure? I don’t know, they feel pretty tight, I feel like you might need a closer look.”
Ann: “wait...what are you-“

He bent over right in front of Ann’s still confused and now shocked face in order to make his intentions known. His back completely arched, cheeks outthrust, as they bounced from the sudden movement. Ann’s entire field of vision was completely dominated by ass. One of the best she had ever seen. The too-small shorts were almost merged, making his ass look even bigger, behind those thin dark green shorts which at this point looked more like tights.

Arthur spoke with his ass still parked directly in front of her, “So Ann what do you like best about these shorts, hmm?

Arthur: “Is it the weight it holds.” He slaps his ass hard, watching her as it moves.

Ann: “....”
Arthur: “The way it feels rubbing against you.” He begins grind it against her chest very slow and subtle.
Ann slowly bites her bottom lip.

Arthur: “Then again it could be how soft they feel.” He says, taking her hand and press it against the mounds of flesh. “Across an even softer surface...”

Ann didn’t reply.

“Or maybe...you prefer...”
His voice going down to a seductive whisper.
“What’s underneath them...” He repositions it in her face.
She could barely contain herself any longer, when he said “So which is it, hon?”
Ann finally replied, by grabbing it firmly with one hand, burying her face in it as deeply as possible and stroking her cock in the other.

Arther: “(Giggles), So I take it you like my ass, then?”

Ann: (Muffled “Yes I do!”) *Unf* (Gropes ass)I love your ass! So very very much. That I know.” But what I really want to know is how it feels, I’ve got the perfect instrument to find out.”

Arther: I don’t know, objects might be larger than they appear... Mischievously spoken as he stepped further out in front of her, placing his hands on his knees...

He began twerking his big round ass, the sight of those two cheeks shaking, gyrating in a rhythmic fashion was almost too much for her, she needed to fuck him, she need to fuck him right n-wait-IS HIS ASS GETTING BIGGER?!?


*BWOMP!*


His ass was now as wide as the bench and huge like the mirror behind him. She realized, he must’ve taken one of those gummy bears while she was spacing out and had been buying time until it could take proper effect!

Veins as thick as fingers swelled, the shaft was now literally thicker than she was, and nearly as long. It’s throbbing increased, aching to be surrounded by that ass. Her testicles, the size of baseballs in a larger smooth sack, lurching with massive loads of cum, desperate to pump it all inside Arthur!

He turned towards her, knocking the down the mirror with his ample backside, “Opps, guess I don’t know my own size yet.” he said as he then kneeled down in front of her.

Ann: “W-Wait, are you sure you can take it down your throat; its gotten pretty huge.” He thought it was cute that she was worried about him. Giving her a smile of reassurance he focused on her penis, drowning out all other vocal distractions as he took the huge piece of meat inside his mouth. Jaw arcing as it dilated to let the large cock enter.

To Ann’s surprise and instant delight, throat bulging from her thickness, he took nearly half her length into his mouth. Sucking on Ann’s dick with powerful motions of his lips and head, gradually taking more and more of it. It already glistened and dripped with his spit as she marveled and shuddered at his ability, *ghk I don’t believe it, nnnngh he’s taken most of it in. Mmmoh it’s so tight and warm.* She grit her teeth as he stroked what he couldn’t fit inside yet and fondled her balls.

He pulled away and planting kiss after kiss on her fleshed flagpole, licking as he moved back up, bestowing more attention to her sensitive head as his tongue snaked and swirled around it. Taking a deep breath, he throated it once more, reach all the way to her base. Watching as Ann’s hand gripping the sides of her own face, he smiled around the shaft and began humming like a motorcycle. Ann’s eyes nearly rolled up in to her head; how she was able to keep from making a sound was beyond both him and her, though he planned to fix that right now.

He released her from the hot, confining walls of his mouth and stood up, turned around facing the dislodged mirror. He looked back at the girl still regaining her senses, “Hope you enjoy the preview, cuz here’s the main event, Annie...” He slowly pushed the expensive shorts down and off to the side, revealing his bare butt to her again, at it’s new size.

Ann(Pleased but pouting): “Mmmph Arthur, come on. Don’t call me tha-UGHHHHGH” Any further protests she had or may’ve had automatically melted away.

He roughly sat down on her lap, causing a hard slap, engulfing most of Ann’s body, She moaned loudly before halting herself as she didn’t want to draw attention. Arthur, then slid her fire hydrant sized cock between his thick booty, her balls throbbing underneath his soft thighs, as he bounced up and down massaging them both, slowly picking up speed, a sea of flesh overflowing pounding down on her as his buns jiggled and clapped.

Trying to keep her groans of ecstasy as quiet as possible, she bit her index finger to stifle her sounds of pleasure, not that it helped; for not long after that, the slapping intensified when she started reflexively rammed her hips forward rushing up to meet his as they came down. He continued to grind his ass and thighs around her throbbing pole, trying his best to milk her huge cock and drain her heavy balls.
It didn’t take much longer for the futa to burst and start shooting cum all over his ass in thick, glue-like streams, painting the far front wall of the dressing room completely glazing his dark skin with hot, steamy ropes of jizz.

He was at first taken aback by the sheer volume of semen, his wobbling ass was plastered with cum. Dripping down his thighs, coating the round globes in a white mess. Didn’t matter in the end though, after all, this was only round one!


Two whole hours later~

Ann: “I must admit, I don’t think I ever cum so hard and so much in my life. How are you holding up?” She looked towards the ebony boy eyes resting on his rear as he began putting back on his clothes, luckily, neither his nor the RIOT shorts had been ruined during the game they just played. The same couldn’t be said for Arthur’s thong, however, it broke halfway through the third round; looks like he’s going commando.

Arthur: “A little bit better off than you but I’m actually surprised by how fast you bounce back. Jeez girl, how can you have that much stamina.”

Ann: “Well, Being tested on personally does have its perks.

Ann: Speaking of perks, we should get going, we’ve been in here long enough as it is, don’t want anyone getting suspicious; besides I still have to get those clothes I came here for....
and also what ever you want.” She said, a carefree smile gracing her face. Arthur wanted to protest but Ann wouldn’t have it, she said consider it a thank you for “Playing with her” as she put it.

After leaving the dripping wreck of a dressing area, she picked up what she was after and walked up to the counter with Arthur, placing the clothes by the register in front of the owner. Who was in fact skeptical of them after all the time they spent in there, he was now on high alert. “Excuse me, I’m the one who’s order is for pickup. I’m sure the company already took care of all the arrangements, my keeper called ahead, so just these and what ever my friend’s getting if you don’t mind. We’re kinda of in a hurry, here’s my designation card. She said as she handed him a black card with her picture, some official looking texts and a row of numbers

The store owner looked down condescendingly at Ann, eyes full of disbelief: -Kid, I don’t know where you think you are or how you got this but I’m pretty sure you aren’t the affiliate they were talking about.- He boomed, throwing the card back at her.

Ann(slightly annoyed): Sir, I can assure you that I am, if you would just check the card you’ll see-

Owner: -Look, kid I’m not buying what your selling. You aren’t the first kid to pull out a card and claim whatever, so unless you got some better proof or some money to pay for this stuff, I’m gonna have to ask you to put it all back and leave the store Now or I’m calling the cops.- He stated authoritatively

Arthur looked at Ann worried, But Ann didn’t look the least bit fazed albeit slightly angry. She gave him a slight smile as if to say “I got this.”

Ann: “Oh I have proof, just give me a minute...” She then got real quiet as if focusing on something...

And not even a second later the door to the store slammed open, almost kicked off the hinges and “G” stomped in looking visibly pissed.

G: “ALRIGHT I GOT YOUR BEACON, ANN! What’s the problem and who needs to be given a talking and/or beating!”

G stopped, seeing no one was in danger. He looked around only seeing a terrified store owner, the ebony boy who Ann was ogleling in the other store, sharing the owners terrified expression, and the mastermind behind his sudden appearance; Ann with a satisfied look on her face, along with the clothes he sent her to get. He sighed( he figured he’d be doing that a lot while working for her) and pinched the bridge of his nose; “Okay, I’ll bite, what the hell’s going on in here...”

The store owner looked terrified, not just from the sudden intrusion or near breaking of his door but because this guy had the same voice as the official who called this morning, mentioning that they and a member of Main branch would be stopping by for some clothes. And to add insult to injury underneath that SOMA hoodie, he had a designation card clipped to his chest similar to the one this girl handed him a second ago, the girl he now knows as Ann, walked over to the him seemingly to explain the situation and based on the girls smug look when she turned back to the owner, It didn’t take a rocket scientist for him to know he was screwed.

Soon, the whole mess was cleared up relatively smooth with barely any violence and harsh words used.

Though Ann couldn’t say she didn’t enjoy when “G” got mad. He was actually rather candid about it, explaining who she was, reiterating why they were here, what her status was, what the owners status was and how it would be changed to deceased if he ever talked to someone from the company like that again without having or attempting to get the facts straight.

G: “So all and all, I believe you owe Ms. Ann and her friend here an apology, if you would be so kind, Mr..?”

Walter: “Walter sir! And Yes sir, right away sir!”
G: “Soooo?”
Walter: “yes sir, sorry si- I mean ma’am sorry ma’am, my sincerest apologies to you and your friend ma’am.”
Ann: It’s no problem. We all make mistakes.
Arthur: uh...yeah it’s cool.

G: “Now as I said before on the phone, Ms. Ann is in need of some clothes for work and school, any and all items that she takes from here, you will be compensated for. You understand, right?
Walter nodded, “You will also be payed for any damages and cleaning bills from her visit.” G said look to the door and noticing a faint drop of white liquid on the back of Arthur’s shirt.
Walter: “Yes, understood sir...”
G: ”I apologize myself if I was too hard on you.”
Walter: “No, not at all sir, it was my fault I should’ve just checked her card anyway to know weather she was legit or not, I take full responsibility for my mistake.”
G: “Cool. Relax man, your not in trouble. Oh, and that first rule also goes for her friend here as well.” He said as he gave a knowing smile to Ann and Arthur. Arthur nodded at him in embarrassment and gratitude, while Ann just smiled back, silently thanking him for being her wingman during this. “Alright, you two pick out your choices and we’ll be off.” Zipping up his branded jacket, that he thinks makes him look cool, It doesn’t. Well it kinda does, but Ann would never tell him that..

Ann: Well, I already obtained what I’m going to take, but Arthur you should go ahead grab whatever you want, on me! She said with a wide grin. G: “Uh...not on you, on the company.” Ann: “Yep, on me!” *G facepalms*

Arthur couldn’t believe what just went down but he didn’t question it as he took some random styles he liked, a few different outfits from the front, and a whole collection he had been looking to get for awhile now, he didn’t know how he would possibly thank her.....

That is, until he saw an article of clothing, in the more risqué section of the store that he knew she’d be very fond of, with a light giggle thinking about what they just did, he took it up as well. Afterwards they left and dropped Arthur off at his house, but before leaving, Arthur gave Ann his number. “Call me if your in the mood for a another “play date” hon.”

On the long trip back to hq, Ann thought about when she would play with him again, Hopping that it would be soon, she tuned back into reality as G’s lecture was in full swing. “That was reckless, Ann! and I’m not talking about that Walter guy, he didn’t believe you and you had no choice but to get me, I get that. But the distress signal is for emergencies only, seriously, you have a phone; ya could have just called me.”
Ann: I thought it was the fastest way for you to show up in time, he said he was going to call the cops...
G: But still, I thought there was a serious threat or something, I came programmed to kick some ass but the only thing I kicked was the door down which the company will now have to pay for, I’ll never hear the end of this during my preformence review, not to mention that stain on Arthur’s shirt, I can’t believe you did that in the store. I thought you were gonna bring him back to your room!

Ann(sheepishly): Sorry, doing it that way would have taken too long and I couldn’t resist.

G: “Please tell me you showed some self control, that the bill won’t be that bad...”
Ann’s eyes widened slightly as she turned away with a nervous smile.

Meanwhile~

Walter of the boutique/store was doing his end of the day rounds, going through the changing rooms to gather clothes that customers leave without putting back, as he thought about what went on earlier. “Oh man, I really did it this time, messed up in front of a main branch member, this could go on my permanent record or I could even get a cut in pay.”
He thought as he made his way back to the first room, the one he remembered the kids came out of before. Unaware that neither of those will be happening, because of what’s hiding behind door number 1.

“Well, maybe things will get better.”, he said as he pull it open.

It was in ruins. All over the room was a sticky white liquid, covering the walls, the knocked down mirror and ceiling, said ceiling fluid dripping onto his face as it rushed its way down to the floor. He wiped some of the unknown substance off. From the feel and look alone he knew this it was, upon coming to this conclusion one thought crossed his mind, one that he was more than happy to scream at the top of his lungs, “WHAT THE FUUUCKKKK!”
~
G(Muttered): “Man it’s gonna suck trying to justify this to corporate.”

Ann: Well, look on the bright side, your just stuck with me for the day, and the rest of your week is open, it’s only Monday.
G: “Yeah?, because I got a call while I was out gathering the other things and apparently they want me to be your permanent retainer as a “promotion” since I’ve done such a good job with you. Yeah. Thank God It’s Monday...”

Ann: Oh. Well at least it can’t get any worse for yoooooooooooo-
She trailed off as her mind became preoccupied with who she was currently beholding.
G: Uh...Ann?

....

“Guardian...” Ann said as she looked out the window at a familiar coin-slot eyed girl walking contently down the street.
G(thinking): “Ugh” *here we go again...*
Ann watching in awe of every booty-jiggling step the girl took, “Guardian, It’s Uri, I have to give her a rid-I mean We have to give her a ride!”

He just had to make it home and he was done, for awhile anyway; but now that seemed very unlikely, “(sigh) A whole week of this.” G groaned before chuckling to himself as he pulled over.

“Fine. Your not doing it in the car though, I don’t feel like going to the car wash and trying to explain where the stains came from or how it happened with you two in there.”

“I understand, I’ll try my best to keep it under control until we get there

TRY....” she smiled